Jiaohua

Chapter 142 Small Wooden Sign
The carriage was stuck in the mud, and the two horses couldn't pull it anymore, and were tied there for life.

As the water rushed down more and more, the horse became frantic and frantic, but it was easy to attract people's attention.

The men on horseback finally caught up, dismounted and lifted the carriage out of the deep mud.

After a long time, Liu Teng finally arrived, and as soon as he got off the horse, he hurriedly went to the carriage to check those "babies".

The jar was still there, firmly tied to the inner wall of the carriage, but when he opened the lid and saw the fishy stuff slipping out of the blades of grass, he almost didn't open his mouth to spit it out.

"My lord, it's done." A subordinate ran up and said.

Liu Teng covered the lid tightly and shouted, "Then what are you waiting for? Let's go!"

The subordinate paused, and asked again: "My lord, where are we going now?"

As soon as the words fell, there was a sudden thunder in the sky. Liu Teng was so frightened that he shivered and shouted angrily: "Where can I go, of course I should find someone to shelter from the rain first!"

"Yes!"

"Damn weather!" Liu Teng cursed again.

After cursing, he was taken aback for a moment, then suddenly remembered the voice of the young woman before leaving Beijing.

"When you go to Peifeng, you will encounter heavy rain for dozens of days. This is the strong wind blowing from the East China Sea. You can't stop it if you really want to find this medicine. If you really want to find this medicine, you can go west. No."

Heavy rain, strong wind, several in a row, it is the current situation.

At that time Liu Teng only thought it was funny, how could the wind blowing from the East China Sea cause rain in Peifeng, and he even sneered at it.

"It's amazing," Liu Teng murmured in a low voice, "It's really amazing, she hit it off."

The rain came too fast, and before they could find a place to shelter from the rain, the heavy rain poured down.

The huge mountains and rivers were scarred by the rain, and the city wall was faintly visible on the dark road ahead. They immediately detoured and rushed to another place despite the wind and rain.

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The herb decocted a lot of bitterness, filling the room.

Old Tong took the time to wait, and when he was done, he took the medicine to the next door.

It was raining heavily outside the house, and everyone in the house leaned against the corner and kept warm by the fire.

Each person has a small bowl, and everyone has to drink it. Since there are only four bowls, the bowl that has been drunk first needs to be boiled in hot water for half a cup of tea before it can be used again.

After Lao Tong gave them instructions, he turned and went to another room to look for Qing Yun.

Ah Li's bedding, dishes and chopsticks were placed in the bamboo basket behind Qingyun, he was really reluctant to let the little girl share food, clothing, housing and transportation with those refugees, so he didn't come to pick them up in advance.

The dishes and chopsticks were packed in a small bundle, and the quilt was on the lower layer. When carrying the quilt out, perhaps a branch that stumbled on the mountain road pierced into the bamboo basket, just hooking the quilt.

Old Tong stretched out his hand to pull it, and his fingers touched a small bundle placed underneath.

"What is it?" Old Tong touched it, and it seemed to be many thick pieces of wood.

The hook was too tight, so Old Tong simply took out the bag together with the bedding.

As a result, there was a crash, and most of the contents inside fell out.

Old Tong hurriedly leaned over to pick it up, wanting to put the burden back, but after picking it up, he saw through the dim light outside that they were all small wooden signs.

The name is engraved on the top of the sign, and ancient and overturned patterns are engraved on the edges of the sign.

This pattern pattern is familiar to Tong, and it is called Xiangshengrong. It is a habit that only people in the army have, and it is also the last thing everyone wants to see and wear.

so much……

Old Tong's heart became heavy. Looking at the signs on the ground, did the whole Ali family join the army?

I picked up another piece, although I didn't recognize the characters on it, but the surname was different.

Old Tong frowned, feeling unspeakably depressed and worried, but he didn't let this doubt expand wantonly, he quickly packed up the things and put them back as they were.

After returning to the house, he presented another bowl of soup and medicine, then went to another broken thatched hut, knocked on the half-hidden door: "Ali!"

Soon a girl's voice was heard: "Come in."

The flames of the fire in the house were brighter. The little girl sat on the ground with her legs crossed, holding a wooden branch in her hand, looking down at the painting on the ground in thought.

Zhi Changle and the other two big guys sat on both sides of her, and when they heard Old Tong coming in, they all raised their heads to look at Old Tong.

Old Tong was startled, and frowned: "What are you doing, you scared me."

He walked over and said, "Ali, drink the medicine."

Xia Zhaoyi got up to take it, sat back down again, and blew two breaths into the medicine bowl, not rushing to drink it.

Because of her illness, her nose was red and her face looked a little tired.

"What are you doing, why don't you go to bed early." Old Tong asked.

"I'm asking them the way," Xia Zhaoyi replied, "Quickly ask."

Old Tong looked at the ground, sat down curiously beside Zhi Changle: "This is it."

Zhi Changle sighed: "The place we must pass is either Peifeng City, or we have to climb over this mountain."

He pointed to the mountains painted on the ground, and said: "But this mountain is huge, Pang Yi said, we can't climb over it alive."

"Who is Pang Yi?"

Zhi Changle looked at the two big men over there.

The tall man answered calmly, "It's me."

"My name is Zhao Daqian." Another big man replied.

"Your knife is not bad." Old Tong said.

The tall man nodded with a calm expression on his face.

Only then did Old Tong take a closer look at him, and found that from the inside of the fire, he looked pretty good-looking, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, and distinct facial features, but his skin was too dark.

But seeing that he didn't like to talk to people very much, Old Tong didn't say much, and looked at the little girl: "Ali, how do we go now."

Xia Zhaoyi had already drank the decoction while they were talking, put down the bowl, wiped his mouth with a handkerchief, and said, "The city is heavily guarded. Even if we want to pass through the city, we may not be allowed to pass."

"But, doesn't it mean that you can't climb over this mountain alive?" Old Tong pointed to the painting on the ground.

"That's why I said ask the question soon," Xia Zhaoyi looked at the tall man, "There should be a waterway, the Peifeng Ferry is huge, and the water flow has vast branches, so it should be possible to go directly to Dongjiang by waterway, right?"

"You really want to build a ship?" the tall man asked back.

"Crossing the river can only be done by boat, so why not swim across?" Zhi Chang said happily.

"But the river must be flooded, and it's impossible to get through," the tall man said solemnly, "If you really want to get over it, it will take at least a month."

At this time, the sky was thundering and lightning, heavy rain splashed in through the dilapidated windows, the wind was howling, and the fire inside the house dimmed a few times.

Xia Zhaoyi suddenly covered his mouth with a handkerchief, sneezed again, and his small body shook violently.

Slowing down, she raised her head with a calm expression: "It doesn't take a month, ten days is enough."

"Ten days? Isn't it enough to build a ship?"

"Building a ship can take some time." Xia Zhaoyi's eyes were as clear as snow, he looked at the river on the ground, and stretched out his finger. "If I'm not wrong, there should be a big river outside the city."

If the boat can be built well and along the waterway, the time to go to the capital may be several days earlier than she thought.

(End of this chapter)